I smile back and feel a chill brush against the back of my neck. Losing my smile, I look back and knit my brow in confusion. Nothing. I shrug it off and turn back to Rayah.
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I flash a smile and take her hand, sighing.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
In the winter months, gale storms in Svalbard can reach wind speeds of 130 km/h. Accompanied by or following snowfall, such storms can reduce visibility dramatically, more so in the winter months of the polar night. During these storms, travel is not advised. — The Documentarian